Lol, Adam talks about eggs, and combined withy last comment…I end up with: THE EGGSTREMIVERSE!!!
I would be genuinely happy if everything about Pokemon in our entire dumb meta-metaverse was replaced with Pouchbeasts. That’s such a better name, and if the individual creatures followed that naming system, eg ShockMouse instead of Pikachu, I’d actually probably be into the fandom.
Corwin Texley’s ideas are indeed neat, but I’d say they’re also 1334.
What do you call the Sumerian god who created the dinosaurs in his image? Enkilosaurus.
The Maroon Minstrel, from anywhere in Europe any time in the Medieval era. Probably was the Virtuoso immediately before or after Sister Saffron. I also really like the idea of a Neolithic VotV, who did indeed predate language, and had to incredibly laboriously pick up language from anyone he interacted with, just to be able to tell people how much he hates them for forcing him to talk.
The limiting factor on who can be a Legacy child can be the same as something else we already have: belief. Helena can do anything because of her host powers, but only if she truly believes that she possesses that power at that time, she can’t “fake it until you make it”, she has to be genuinely faithful in her perception that an avenging angel such as herself can do that thing. Likewise, you have to truly feel, 100% certainly believe, down to the core of your being, that this is your first child, you being Legacy, in order for that child to gain all of your powers plus the capacity to develop exactly one more power during a moment of distress. You have to KNOW they’re your child, as surely as you know that your name is Legacy, and I absolutely do not believe it’s within Wager Master’s toolkit to be able to imbue Felecia with a bone-deep certainty that this beaver-toothed blue baby came from her. It’s within his power, but not his capacity, any more than ceasing to play by his own rules.
From the end bit: “Blood of serfs is the best.” “That’s fair.” No, Christopher, that’s extremely unfair! Especially to the serfs! 